Tag: Hitler
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The Little Colonel
The three industrialists sat in a plush room, smoke curling from cigars, their sharp suits immaculate, reflecting the wealth of a world still emerging from a previous conflict. The polished oak table between them bore half-drained crystal glasses. Outside, the rhythmic hum of a factory provided a comforting backdrop to their conversation. Industrialist 1 (Herr…
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Munich Fatigue
Absolutely, Winston. You’ve sniffed out the putrefying entrails of the Münchner Abkommen better than a truffle pig in a field of geo-political intrigue. Chamberlain’s “peace for our time” might’ve been a syphilitic parrot squawking inanities, but a complete absence of the coming Götterdämmerung is pure Californian sunshine in a London fog. Here’s the grim calculus…